The Blues

Chronic Pain, Insomnia & Depression. I capitalize the three since they have become my enemies, and deserve a proper name. If even one of them would only ease up, go away. Since they have drained me of all energy today this post is simply an effort to say I accomplished one thing. No matter how miniscule.

Today is day 8 of feeling meh, puny, punky. Absolutely no energy to speak of, and I ache all over. Nauseated.

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My Un-healthy Existence

Chronic pain and PTSD:  Mental Illness and the toll on the human body

I should have put this down earlier, just to illustrate my insanity or that of the medical community.  Both probably.  I say my insanity as I realize the physical pain is exaggerated by my mental illness. Depression and chronic pain feed on each other.  

My health is not great, not even good really.   Yes, I realize some of it was simply caused by lack of exercise and proper nutrition, but more likely by consuming enough alcohol to kill millions of brain cells.

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EMDR: Positive…or pure hell. Post 1

EMDR is short for Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing. That’s a mouthful in itself, EMDR is much easier. The best I can describe from my experience is that it is very similar to hypnosis.

In a nutshell the therapy is intended to have you review the traumatic event in baby steps and process your thinking of what actually happened and how you react to it.

I can only relate my own experience and to be truthful it had a horribly negative effect.

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Missing the signs: parental intervention

I don’t know how to phrase this, but after enduring 60 years of…what?…life?  I’m finding myself angry, disappointed.  Not surprising, the anger that is.    SARA…Shock Anger Rejection Acceptance.   If those are the stages of trauma I’m still stuck in stage 2.  

I hate to even go down half these paths in fear of sounding like a whiner.  But I’m angry.

Somebody could have helped me a long time ago, my parents is a good place to start.

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Traumatic childhood events

There are a myriad of causes or potential situations that can be traumatic in a child’s life.  Those events in a child’s life that might leave a deep enough wound or scar to trigger PTSD, and the symptoms as described in the DSM V.

I write about childhood trauma probably because I’m still angry over my parents inability to see the signs and symptoms that something was deeply wrong with myself.  They simply didn’t catch it.  

The information below is from the National Child Traumatic Stress Network.

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